“Let’s go for a drive”

My brother said

But Grandpa said

“You’re going to get stuck!”

Clueless,

We went along

Wondering

What grandpa meant

“Drive at your own risk”

The sign said ahead

We’re kids

We’re risky

We had to drive on

The bumps in the road

They shook us

They took us

Down through the mud

The deep

Oozing

Mud

We were stuck

We got out

We pushed

Harder,

Faster,

Longer

It didn’t budge

But we were determined

We didn’t want to be put

To shame

By grandpa

And

We did everything

But finally

We gave up

We walked

Miles

To the nearest place

Where someone

Anyone

Could pick us up

Our feet were

Piled with

Mud

But

We were saved

Someone came by

And

The truck was

Pulled out of the

Mud

Like life

We get piled up

With deep

Oozing

Mud

And we feel like

We’re never

Ever

Going to get our feet

Clean

And bare

Again

But someone

Someone amazing

Comes along

And

Takes our hand

To pull us

Out of the

Mud